Picture this—a packed restaurant, margaritas flowing, and a room full of people who love Jake. That’s Cantina Day. It’s more than just a tradition—it’s a celebration of his life, a space to share memories, and a reminder that grief doesn’t have to be lonely. We sat down with a few attendees to talk about the podcast, their grief journeys, and, of course, some unforgettable Jake stories. Heads up—this was recorded live, so you’ll hear music, chatter, and all the chaos of a good time. But the conversations? Worth every second.
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❤️ Heather’s Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/heathersstraughter/
❤️ Jake’s Help from Heaven: https://jakeshelpfromheaven.org/
❤️ Jake’s Help from Heaven IG: https://www.instagram.com/jakeshelp/
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❤️ Our YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/@APlaceofYesPodcast
Connect with us on social media:
• Heather’s Instagram
• Jake’s Help from Heaven
• Jake’s Help from Heaven IG
• Facebook
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